Wow . . . Haven't been to the no name since 1972. At that time, it was really ""The No Name."" Had to count wharfs, piers and doors to get there.
The fish chowder was a must. Big bowl of light cream bassed broth piled high over the brim with fresh fish, clams, oysers and whatever else the fishermen were catching.
Next it was the fried combo plate, back when fried was a great option. Another plate (paper) stacked with fried clams, scallops and shrimp topped with good FF's.
Yes, it was drafty, a bit smelly, the waiters were loud, but the prices and food were fantastic. Always had enough left to bring home for later.
If you can't enjoy this place for what it is, try the House of Scrod (is it still there?). Or maybe New England Oyster House. The No Name was one of a kind and simply to live for!
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